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|    Richard Silk to All    |
|    Catching up a bit:    |
|    14 Feb 24 15:16:01    |
      From: dicksilk@gmail.com              The following is a rough transcript of some dreams I recorded on my phone,       realizing I had little time to write these up that day.              "So yesterday was Monday, February 12ᵗʰ (2024) (with Mom at her new       assisted living facility) and I woke up with having had dreams of visiting       various *very* large estate manor houses with *very* large lawns, and that       dream transitioned / *moved* into        a view of something *like* a bed with several blankets, and the blankets were       removed layer-by-layer, revealing a "turtle out of her shell," with the two       little nose holes being "above water level" (the shell-less turtle was on its       back, in a small body        of *clear* water) and the dreamer could "see" / sense that the creature was       breathing "just above" water level.       (And that dream was exceedingly analogous with my elderly mother's condition,       thus, clarity 7.)              Mostly between perhaps 5:30 AM and 8 AM, there were so many dreams— the       dreamer was as if at MTSU, contemplating how to obtain Gina's phone number       from the operator, wanting to actually see / be with / talk to her, etc., and       a female (with short brown        hair) walks by, and the dreamer embraces her from behind and asks, "Are you       Gina?" and she replies "Yes," and the dreamer professes his love to her, tells       her he loves her and wants to marry her, and at some point she's walking away,       and the dreamer says        something like, "You've already failed at two marriages— why not try for       success with me?" (Clarity 8+)              There were also dreams about strange people in a strange place, and this one       person to the right of the dreamer was a bit of a quiet guy, and the person to       that person's right was being a bit obnoxious and overbearing, and the dreamer       asks the obnoxious        person point blank: "Are you a Jew?" — which led to a repeat of the       question: "Are you a Jew?" — which brings up the question of "Why is that       question being asked?" to which the dreamer replies, "Once we began serving       the Lord's Supper (Holy        Communion) you began acting up / agitated / possessive of this person here       (the quiet guy) and I'm wondering why you became that way?" (Clarity 8.)              There was also a dream involving a girl *similar to* Tammy Vaughn (from       elementary school, possibly high school as well) and there was a little bit of       communication there, then there was this other *very* submissive female, bent       *completely* over, ready        for a "rear entry / doggy style" encounter, then there was this room, which       led to a stairwell, which led to a top floor with no other features / no roof       exit *except* for a *small* tunnel off to the side, and the dreamer crawled       into it for a moment, as        like a McDonald's hamster-trail type playground, as how a little kid will       "explore" various nooks and crannies. Clarity 9-ish, ±.              *This morning* (Wednesday) around the 2 AM–4 AM time period(?) there was a       scene wherein the dreamer (in 1ˢᵗ person) was flying around, as if through       a school gymnasium, and there was another (female?) beside him, as if flying       as well, only with        peculiar (grayish-blackish) head-wear, *similar* to those old fashioned       leather-head helmets from (U.S.) football's early days, and there was *some       type* of communication between the dreamer and the other person, *as if* the       dreamer were giving her        pointers on flying lessons, presumably something about that hat / helmet /       headgear being something of an encumbrance to her flying ability. Clarity 9-.              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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